Chapter 1260 1219: Bloody Battle, Scheme Within a Scheme

"Cough, cough, cough..."

On the ground, amidst the ruins, Chen Fei crawled out from within, his whole body stained with blood, drenched in fresh blood.

His eyes stared intently at Lan Feng on the cliff, murmuring. His pupils sharp and incredibly cold.

No wonder he was about to reach the peak of Minor Heavenly Position; if not for his strong physique, that slap would have nearly killed him.

"You actually survived?" Upon seeing Chen Fei only bloodied and coughing up blood, instead of being half-destroyed like the Lan Family members before, Lan Feng couldn't help but frown and said.

"Why should anything happen to me?" Chen Fei, with disheveled hair, moved his body, his lips twitching slightly. Then, he clenched his palm, and wisps of purple aura began to swirl, filling the gaps in his muscles, glowing brilliantly, dazzling from afar.

"What is that light?" Lan Feng's expression froze, staring intently at the purple light emanating from Chen Fei's body. After a long pause, he slowly spoke, "Someone, join me, this kid is tricky!"

With these words, the expressions of the ten or so members of the Lan Family changed slightly.

Who was Lan Feng? Besides the Elderly Woman of Kunshan and the Seven Sword Guardians of the Clan, he was the strongest in Lan Family! He also disdainfully refused to attack with others, feeling it's embarrassing and unworthy of his status. Because of this, they had been holding back earlier, patiently waiting, but now?

"I will!" A bitter-faced old Taoist stepped forward, descended from the cloud-filled sky, his expression deceitful, obviously a hypocrite. He landed on the cliff, fighting shoulder to shoulder with Lan Feng, sneering arrogantly at Chen Fei, exclaiming, "Lan Feng, with our combined power, killing this little beast will be a piece of cake, effortlessly done!"

"You have the Wind Destruction Treasure Wheel, right? Give it to me." Lan Feng coldly demanded.

"Wind Destruction Treasure Wheel?!" Hearing this term, many people's expressions changed, gasping slightly, saying, "The Lan Family actually brought the Wind Destruction Treasure Wheel; this thing is said to be a fearsome Golden Magical Treasure with seventeenfold restrictions."

A Golden Magical Treasure with seventeenfold restrictions, in the hands of a peak Minor Heavenly True Monarch Realm character, could unleash devastating powers! Truly terrifying.

The bitter-faced elder's expression slightly changed, but he still flipped his hand, revealing a treasure wheel emitting small whirlwinds in his palm.

Around the treasure wheel, the extending wind cut through the airflow, causing chaos, remarkably awe-inspiring.

Lan Feng reached out and took the Wind Destruction Treasure Wheel, his eyes once more falling on Chen Fei, with cold words spilling from his mouth, "This time I must kill you!"

"Oh really? Such big talk!" From afar, Chen Fei's breathing steadied, all wounds vanished completely, as if fully healed, with purple mist shrouding him, he coldly laughed.

After stalling for so long, his trap should almost be ready, right? This time they say he'll die? Well, shall we see who indeed perishes this time!?

"I have confidence in myself!" Lan Feng said, directly taking action, wielding the Wind Destruction Treasure Wheel as it came killing like thunder. Whirling with whirlwinds, terrifying, emitting destructive brilliance.

Initially, he approached with a mindset of humiliation and mockery, but now that mentality was cast far aside. Knowing that without his fullest efforts, killing Chen Fei was impossible.

Simultaneously, the bitter-faced old Taoist also made his move.

A sudden appearance of dust floated in the sky, its front end transformed into a white feather which became a white snake, spanning the blue sea and sky, the night's chilling mist seemed devoured, becoming his domain, rushing to attack Chen Fei.

His strength wasn't particularly powerful; alone Chen Fei could easily deal with or even kill him. But now, teaming up with Lan Feng, he thought this surely was the moment to show his might.

As the third strongest figure in the Lan Family, this was no joke.

Pop! Yet facing such a situation, Chen Fei's expression remained unchanged. He extended his blood-stained slender fingers, and a crisp snapping sound resounded.

Boom!

Rumble rumble...

The moment the snapping sound fell, the ground under Lan Feng and the bitter-faced old Taoist suddenly trembled.

Endless spirit light, formation patterns, purple firmament, and white mist radiated upward, resembling towering waves, as if destructive meteors, swiftly forming two incredibly formidable killing formations encompassing the two.

This time Lan Feng and the others were not startled but were undisturbed, continuing to rush and attack. Invisible murderous intent surged, a massive noise, two great formations shook wildly.

"These formations aren't that powerful; we can easily break them!" Lan Feng coldly shouted, wielding the Wind Destruction Treasure Wheel, releasing dazzling power, cutting down forcefully, almost collapsing the formation before him.

The elderly face conjured a bitter expression with a resounding shout, as the massive cloud duster in the sky emitted a piercing radiance. The White Snake descended from the sky, its bloodthirsty maw terrifying, yet it was blocked by the formation before it, trapped inside.

This was undoubtedly a heart-stopping scene, a battle for the ages, one against two, with a lone figure opposing two figures of the True Monarch Realm! Especially among these opponents was a monster like Lan Feng... He was indeed too powerful. In just a few moves, the formation was on the brink of collapsing.

Seeing this, Chen Fei's eyes flashed with a cold glint, and with a flick of his palm, a slender Black Long Saber appeared, precisely the Black Light Great Sword with eighteenfold restrictions! Grasping the sword, Chen Fei charged directly at Lan Feng.

Bam! With the first collision, an astonishing vision appeared. The ground where they clashed cracked like cliffs, mountains crumbled, thousands of trees withered, spreading over dozens of miles...

Clang!

Another slash came down, though this time it was an endless surge of Flawless Sword Intent. The heavens trembled at once, and air currents reversed...

In that instant, the Flawless Sword Intent stirred wind and thunder, transforming into various miraculous phenomena: long swords, short swords, broad swords, great swords... All sorts of complex sword images washed out like waterfalls, making Lan Feng, who held the Wind Destruction Treasure Wheel, look grave.

At this time, he felt the true strength of Chen Fei, not weak! Especially with the amplification of the Black Light Great Sword, its strength, like the eighteenfold restriction, was even more startling.

But all this meant little to him, recognized as the third strongest in the Lan Family. Chen Fei, though formidable, was still somewhat weaker compared to him.

"Kill!" The Wind Destruction Treasure Wheel in his hand spewed out horrifying treasures, forming a destructive storm that clashed with Chen Fei's Black Light Great Sword. Instantly, two terrifying forces were locked there. Chen Fei's body began to tremble, veins bulging, revealing surging, robust blood vessels, shaking as if they couldn't bear the pressure...

"Impressive, this guy is at least at the level of the ancestor of the Wind Thunder Sect, someone as strong as Qin Gong!" Chen Fei's eyes focused, then he felt a strong force fling him away, unable to withstand it. Instantly, his body spun like a top, crashing harshly into the ground, dragging a trench at least several hundred meters long, with a terrifying tearing force destroying him.

"What a pity, this guy is going to lose!" The crowd mumbled upon seeing this scene as if foreseeing Chen Fei's defeat, even his death.

Lan Feng was too strong, the foremost figure under the peak of the Minor Heavenly Position in the Lan Family, and at this moment he also had the terrifying Wind Destruction Treasure Wheel, one could imagine the horror of its power.

"Boom!" Meanwhile, the great formation blocking the bitter-faced old Daoist also collapsed with a rumble. The Nine-Layer Human Formation Technique was ultimately a Nine-Layer Human Formation, not yet Earth Level, unable to match the True Monarch Realm, always lacking in strength.

"Does this fragile formation want to stop me?" He sneered coldly, face twisted, eyes filled with cold light staring dead at Chen Fei, his robe in tatters. He thought this was a mighty kill but didn't expect to be trapped too, making him feel ashamed, simmering with anger.

However, as he happened to see Chen Fei being struck by Lan Feng, holding the Wind Destruction Treasure Wheel, and crashing into the ground, he couldn't help but let out a brutally cold laugh. His expression dripped with disdain.

"Whoosh!"

"I'll give you a chance, how about suicide?" The bitter-faced old Daoist swiftly appeared over the embedded Chen Fei, looking down with a mocking sneer.

Lan Feng, too, holding the Wind Destruction Treasure Wheel, stepped out, appearing above the ground, coldly looking down at the ruins, "Seems like you have nowhere to run now, does it? Commit suicide."

"Heh." Chen Fei, covered in wounds, stood up from the ruins, slightly twitching his mouth in a chuckle, "Are you sure?"

"You think at this point you still can... what, what's happening!?" Lan Feng frowned, speaking coldly, but before he finished, his expression changed suddenly. His neck, forehead, shoulders, arms... all the exposed skin showed an abnormal dark blood color, making his face blood-red, looking very uncomfortable.

"What? What is this ghastly thing! Ugh..." The bitter-faced old Daoist beside him also changed his expression, even starting to vomit, his whole person becoming unsteady, wobbling.

Looking again at his exposed skin, it was crisscrossed by bizarre dark blood lines, intertwining into his body, reaching all vitally important areas. Seeing those dark blood lines, Lan Feng's pupils shrunk fiercely.

"Poison? When?" He murmured in disbelief. They were poisoned? But when did this happen? He hadn't noticed at all!?

"What happened, what's going on!?"

In the distance, the Lan Family members seemed to have noticed something amiss. Someone exclaimed.

"It's poison!? Cough, cough, cough... how can it be..." The bitter-faced old Daoist sat on the ground, feeling increasingly powerless, his mind growing unclear, pupils shrinking, showing a look of extreme terror and regret. Had he known earlier, he would never have come out to fight.

"Poison!?" The Lan Family members' faces changed drastically, their pupils focusing.

The observing crowd's pupils also contracted, feeling a chilling sensation, poison? When did it happen!?

Moreover, what kind of poison was this, so terrifying that even a Minor Heavenly Position character couldn't withstand it...